Harry Potter (Jacobite) train tour
 On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond. |
 O ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road, |
 And I'll be in Scotland a'fore ye, |
 But me and my true love will never meet again, |
 On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond. |
 'Twas there that we parted, in yon shady glen, |
 On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomond, |
 Where in soft purple hue, the highland hills we view, |
 And the moon coming out in the gloaming. |
 O braw Charlie Stewart, dear true, true heart, |
 Wha could refuse thee protection, |
 Like the weeping birk on the wild hillside, |
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